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AFrozen into coatsD,
White girls of the NorBmth,
GFire past one, Dfire the one,
DThey are the fabled lambs,
EA Sunday ham,
BmThe ancient snow.
And they canA float above the grass, D
In circles if tAhey tried,
AG latent power I know Dthey hide,
DTo keep some hope alive,
EThat a girl like I cBmould ever try,
Could ever Atry.
F♯mSo we just skiDrt the hallway siEgns,
A phantom and a F♯mfly,
F♯Follow the lines Dand wonder why E
There's no connection.
AAnd weakened falling eyes,D
In cheap shots from the tBmribe,
GAnd we're often in Marcus porchD again,
DAnother afternoon with the gold hEead tunes,
And piBmlfered booze.
We wandered tAhrough your mama's hDouse,
And the milk from the winAdow lights,
Family portGrait circa ninety-fiveD,
This is that fDoreign land,
With the sprayEed on tans,
And it all feBmels fine,
Beats circus slAime,
F♯mSo, when they tDap our mundane Eheads,
To zombie-walk in our stF♯mead,
F♯This town seems hardlDy worth our time,EF♯mAnd we'll no longerD memorize or rhymEe,
To fall along in oF♯mur crime,
F♯Stepping over what now Dtowers to the sky,E
With no connection.
Chords for breakdown (when he ooo's for a while) :

ADE

repeat chorus and breakdown a few times.

Riff

Riff

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